This is a song about "1"

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

(verse 1 starts when bass starts)

Finish line with the tire marks

It's a verbal heart attack, call 9 1 1 get dialing

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Folarin, the muse of the hater

Verse 1 (great da king slayer):